Monday, September 18, 2017

Very productive weekend

Very productive weekend hobby wise, six Plague Marines completed and a Blight Drone. I love how the rust effect came out!










Thursday, August 10, 2017

Mortarion, Prince of Decay

"Pain is an illusion of the senses, fear an illusion of the mind, beyond these only death waits as silent judge o'er all."  — Primarch Mortarion



Mortarion, also known as the Death Lord or the Prince of Decay after he turned to Chaos, was one of the original twenty Imperial Primarchs created by the Emperor of Mankind. He was given command of the Death Guard Space Marine Legion on the arrival of the Emperor to his homeworld of Barbarus, but he turned to the Forces of Chaos during the Horus Heresy. At present, Mortarion is the greatest Daemon Prince of Nurgle and the Daemon Primarch of the Death Guard Chaos Space Marines.

Wargear:

The Barbaran Plate - Mortaraion's war panoply is of his own design, fusing Power Armour technology with his own lore. It is designed not only to protect him in battle but augment his own singular physiology and environmental needs, synthesising trace elements of the poisonous vapours of his lost homeworld of Barbarus to mix with the air he breathes.

Silence - Silence, to give it the macabre nickname favoured by its wielder, is a massive two-handed battle scythe with a blade span as long as most human warriors are tall. This formidable weapon is accounted as one of the most fearsome blades wielded by any Primarch. Since Mortarion's finding by the Emperor during the Great Crusade, there have been dark whispers that the blade is of xenos-tainted origin, and some familiar with the legend of the Death Guard Primarch's early life believe it to be none other than the weapon of the terrible charnel creature that once named himself Mortarion's "father."

The Lantern - The Lantern is a drum-barrelled energy blaster and the preferred sidearm of Mortarion. It is of unknown origin.

Phosphex Bombs - Mortarion carries a number of compact Phosphex Bombs of his own design which hang from his armour in the shape of censors.

Monday, August 7, 2017

Retaking some pictures with a better camera. My Oil Paintings on Canvas.

Chaos Lord - Oil on Canvas

Harlem is Burning Oil on Canvas

Vampire - Oil on Canvas

The Dark Man - Oil on Canvas

Detail of Harlem is Burning - Oil on Canvas

Thursday, July 27, 2017

Thoughts....


Nobody knows when they appeared they were just here surrounding a square block of Hazleton.  A huge army of nine foot super soldiers fully armed and on a mission to protect “something” in the area.  The local Police tried to intervene but faced with huge powered armored warriors carrying ridiculously large weapons; they thought it best to wait for the National Guard.  Just as suddenly a huge fleet of hovering vehicles also just appeared above the block, these too were heavily armed.  Most of the local residents made it out of the affected area and the only signs of life were the soldiers and an apartment complex that was the source of their attention. The government wasn’t ready to make a move against the small army that was just waiting there, and was gather a communications group to make contact and discover what their demands were.  They really didn’t understand what was really going on, you see it was the end of the world and this was just the beginning. 
The young man in the building had a small clue that this was his entire fault.  He was always to blame whenever there was a problem, so much so that his mother called him “Bad Luck”.  If there was a chance that something could go wrong, it did when James was around.  Lately the bad luck just got insane and now with these events it’s just too much.  There was one interesting thing in this whole mess, the big soldiers looked like his favorite computer game characters.....

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Last Night's Dream 7-17-17


Driving through the streets like a maniac trying to get back home, get back to my wife.  The attack on New York had just started and I left work without permission, I don’t think getting fired for leaving early is going to happen now that Manhattan is on fire.  Who would have thought that the Russians and North Korea would have worked together to start World War Three.  Who would have guessed that the Cuban’s would have such a strong part in the destruction of the United States.  I didn’t really care about that now, driving through the streets, dodging blockades, just so that If I was going to die, it was going be in the arms of my beloved. The bombs erupted from multiple Korean grocery stores all over New York, boats on the Hudson revealing hidden weapons that launch short range missiles into New York Skyscrapers, and then the bombers and the Subs, how could we have been so blind.  Hazleton was in chaos, which is funny because it’s just the same as always.  I was able to get to the parking lot but the local gang members were arming themselves and gathering on the streets.  Not sure what is going to happen next….. just going to hug my wife, kiss my cats, and hope for the best.

Monday, July 17, 2017

July Art and painting projects.

But first this from Nigel...

Public service announcement from Nigel. #catsofinstagram

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My game room. #warhammer40k #30k #painting #collection

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Six Alpha Legion Terminators. #40k #painting #30k

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Blood dreams. #Practice #artwork #pen #cartoon

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Space Hulk Cat #Practice #artwork #pen

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Thunder Warrior. #40k #Practice #artwork #pen

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Lunch time sketch. #Practice #artwork #pen #cartoonists

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Alpha Legion tactical squad completed. #40k #30k #painting

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30k Alpha Legion. Base color complete. #30k #40k #painting

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Tuesday, June 13, 2017

End of March and Beginning of June Art

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Friday, May 19, 2017

Dear Nick and Susie


Dear Nick and Susie, 

I’m not sure if this is going to reach you but I thought I’d try anyway. First off I just wanted to say my wife and I are great fans of your work, Nick’s music and of course Susie’s fantastic fashions. The reason I am sending this email to you is to ask a favor, I never really do things like this but I wanted to reach out to you and hopefully you can help a fan. We have tickets to see you at the Electric factory in Philadelphia in June, everything is paid for and of course we are really excited to be going. The favor is not for me really but more for my wife, you see she just lost her brother to a drug overdose and I’m trying to help her through the grief. Her little brother was her only sibling and we spent many years trying to avoid this ending which is cutting our family so deep right now. My wife spent most of her time consoling her parents and trying to keep strong for the family. She’s been a fan of Nick since she was a teenager even seeing Nick read some of his writings many years ago in New York City in Washington Square Park. Right now, Nick’s music is the only thing really getting her through, we even watched the latest film and felt so deeply touch by it that the following week it’s the only thing we discussed. OK, well let me ask for this favor. I would ask if my wife and I could meet with Nick before or after the show. I know it would be the biggest thrill of her life and she would never forget it. I’m not asking for anything else, we already have tickets and own almost everything Nick has ever produced. I just want my wife to feel like sadness isn’t the only thing left in the world. That singing into the darkness might produce some hope and happiness somewhere. Even if this doesn’t reach you and is read by a clerk somewhere, hopefully it reaches you. 

Thank you so much for taking the time to read this letter. 

James Rios, and my wife is Paula
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